Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it - the one you've never heard of but always pass through. There are no neon lights here, no skyscrapers or statues. But there is thunder. For I make bridges tremble. I am not street meat, I am homemade jam - thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2501 | 2020-04-06 06:08:02 | 134.94 | 98% |
| 1792 | 2020-03-06 03:10:58 | 135.91 | 98% |